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letra de ​zombie - seth bennett

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[intro]
(live fast and die young, go out and party)
(pop pills and get drunk, move like a zombie)
(dance to some pop-punk, ignore everybody)
(people say that i won, but this sh-t is k!lling me)
(i think that i’ll buy a gun, question why i’m breathing)
(tell myself that i’m done, return to the toxicity)
(go and do a hit-and-run, how is this comedy?)
(i don’t find this sh-t fun, i might need new-)

[chorus]
live fast and die young, go out and party
pop pills and get drunk, move like a zombie
dance to some pop-punk, ignore everybody
people say that i won, but this sh-t is k!lling me
i think that i’ll buy a gun, question why i’m breathing
tell myself that i’m done, return to the toxicity
go and do a hit-and-run, how is this comedy?
i don’t find this sh-t fun, i might need new homies

[verse 1]
cause all my current homies, they’re so f-cking annoying
their jokes ain’t got me laughing, or maybe i’m just boring
or something, i’m nothing, never catch me joining
i’d rather be xanning, but f-ck, does that get boring
life makes me feel like fading, everything’s just so jading
like, shut up about relating, i’m so close to breaking
and why’s it so surprising that i just feel like dying?
and that i can’t stop crying? and that i can’t be f-cked try-y-ying
[chorus]
live fast and die young, go out and party
pop pills and get drunk, move like a zombie
dance to some pop-punk, ignore everybody
people say that i won, but this sh-t is k!lling me
i think that i’ll buy a gun, question why i’m breathing
tell myself that i’m done, return to the toxicity
go and do a hit-and-run, how is this comedy?
i don’t find this sh-t fun, i might need new homies

[interlude]
(i might need new homies, i might need new homies)
(i might need new homies, i might need new homies)
(i might need new homies, i might need new homies)
(i might need new homies, i might need new homies)

[verse 2]
cause all my current homies, they’re so f-cking annoying
their jokes ain’t got me laughing, or maybe i’m just boring
or something, i’m nothing, never catch me joining
i’d rather be xanning, but f-ck, does that get boring
life makes me feel like fading, everything’s just so jading
like, shut up about relating, i’m so close to breaking
and why’s it so surprising that i just feel like dying?
and that i can’t stop crying? and that i can’t be f-cked try-y-ying
[chorus]
live fast and die young, go out and party
pop pills and get drunk, move like a zombie
dance to some pop-punk, ignore everybody
people say that i won, but this sh-t is k!lling me
i think that i’ll buy a gun, question why i’m breathing
tell myself that i’m done, return to the toxicity
go and do a hit-and-run, how is this comedy?
i don’t find this sh-t fun, i might need new homies

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